"Dennis is so adorable!" I gushed, glancing up at him as we walked out of the cinema.
"He is actually." Nathan agreed.
"Are we going home now?" I asked.
"Not yet. Follow me."
His hand slipped into mine, and i let out an inaudible gasp.
A shiver rose up my spine at how cold his hand was.
But I didn't pull away.
I squeezed his hand.
My eyes snapped to his face for a reaction.
He only smiled and squeezed back.
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Chocolate Ice Cream
Short StoryTara Flynn believes that the only way to heal a broken heart is by locking herself in her room, and eating tons of chocolate ice cream. Nathaniel Adam disagrees.